Golden Glade upon the moment i could talk, i was ordered to listen

Rannoch masked his defeat with a smile. Sionnach wasn't obligated to disclose what peeved her, and he had to accept that. "Okay, sweetie," he replied. "Just let me know if you ever do want to talk, and then we will." 

It did not take Sionnach long to change the subject, and when she did, Rannoch was pleasantly surprised. "Of course I will," he answered, his tone bright. With a newfound excitement radiating through his being, Rannoch stood, his tail wagging. "The first thing we'll go over is probably the most important—we're going to learn how to stalk prey." This, he assumed, she'd have the most difficulty mastering. Stalking prey required patience and silence—two characteristics Sionnach had room to improve on. 

"Now, do you know what stalking means?" Rannoch asked.